Went to DC-99 in the morning, returned everything else and took the flash and the magiš from Morava, since some radio announced they'd be playing "First light in house number four" (Korni grupa), so to record it. When I got home, there was an old mercedes in the garage. Old, an 180D from maybe even fifties, dieseler, once was black and now something as if, won't pass the next inspection (every two years). Peace sign on the front grille, on the side a "bis daß der TÜV uns scheidet" (until inspection doth us part).
So they already arrived. Kissed like born brothers, had fun all afternoon, ate, drank, went to Veca and Sneca, messed with tapes all day (the discductor was sick, "First light" wasn't on). In the evening she came and took a side seat, feels unneeded. Went to disco, bought a bottle of kapljica, dried it on the bank. She didn't feel like going to disco, off we go, ciao gang see you later. No problem there except the two were mumbling something. (... 59 words...)
(... 22 words...) On my way back I beat my own record, 45 minutes, 55 was the norm.
On 2nd of july, more recording, walk over town, even to the canal (which, where, east of town?), to stadium, went to pick mom after her work. In the afternoon I was somewhat busy around the house and they went downtown. When they came back it was "hey, know whom we saw?". Whom can you recognize, you know five people here, tops. But no, none of them. They saw Blek Sabat. Recognized her by the description I told them in the morning. She was among a handful of really pictoresque characters in town, always wearing a cape or a fur coat, all black, ghoulish makeup on her face. She was allegedly tragically in love with one of the bouncers from Dom (to whom she wasn't to be mentioned, a fist would flash), she allegedly studied philosophy and as they say learned, learned and overlearned. She was of some heft, or just looked so in her huge capes, and had lots of hair, some lighter brown. Whole town knew her.
More car painting, I wrote "Zadar or nothing" on the back door, in cyrillic (!). LML watched as we did it (ah so he did get married to Sofija already) and shook his head in amazement. Went to Tejka and had a couple of vinjaks, which kicked well. Then she persuaded us to go to a čarda on Tisa, where she's at home, and she maneuvered Veca and Sneca out, which cost us some nuisance after. There we fed the mosquitoes, met Beštara and three other guys on motorbikes, then Grex gave Tejka a ride on one of them with the other two as escort. Then left her on Lesnina and we rode home, the remaining four blocks, with two of us sitting on the hood and drumming on it. Dad was mad, there was a message that the two got quite angry, specially about Tejka. Then I ran some movies, Grex fell asleep, and Rudolf and I stayed to divine the socialism. I pulled out the sociology book and explained self-management until three.
Third of july. We recorded Grex's snoring last night, and passed it through my boxes, quite loud, to wake him up. Went to those two to a sort of popravni, to make up for last night. The whole cuntery started, matter of fact, when they weren't allowed to go and told us so. Then they had a fight with Milivoje about that, and were finally allowed to, but by that time we were gone. We collectively poured the blame on Tejka. If she weaseled her way into commanding the parade, serves her well. No čarda would cross my mind at all, that's for sure.
The making up worked swimmingly, we went to the roof of their building and had fun there. Had lunch with them, then went to Dimče, twice, to exchange marks. Came back, painted the car some more. Mom also noticed how I'm pissed off about wasting the day on those two, and why is the matter still talked about. She, on her side, had a cuntout with Tejka, and at the time I was writing this down (early august), still wouldn't speak to her.
I keep the headset. Nothing much, a construction site headgear to protect against noise, fitted with two phone speakers, plain lights wire, izolir tape on every half a meter, with some stupid jacks but stupid is what I need (made my own later).
In the evening went to town, cruising the main street, when Grex asks "what happened, why are there so many people on the street, what's going on?". I had to explain what korzo was, and why was this normal, every da.
To disco afterwards, and there she is. "So, you didn't go to get your tonsils removed?" "I have this herpes on my mouth so it's delayed" (... 29 words...)
On the way back we dropped by Prleski, then home to hit the hay.
26-VIII-2013 - 15-IV-2026